TAGON: Ventura, your former employers are joining us for dinner.
They're desperate for heavy materiel. I'm giving them a great price, assuming they give me good answers.
So... if you're still keeping spooky-spy secrets from me, now would be a good time to spill.
PARA: If there are surprises, they'll surprise both of us. I promise.
TAGON: Outstanding, Corporal.
Oh, and that chassis you made for Ch'vorthq is feeding them. If they get poisoned I'll be very disappointed, but I'll understand.